Han Zhiyan couldn't help but start to sneer at herself. How could she still dream of having such a beautiful man at this moment? It was simply ridiculous.
Maybe everyone thinks that marrying him is a blessing she gained from her previous life.
She deserves to be abandoned now!
However, how many people understand the pain and sorrow hidden deep in Han Zhiyan's heart?
Han Zhiyan lay uncomfortably beside the bed, bursts of sobs filling the entire room.
The door to the room was suddenly opened, and Shangguan Yi walked in. His eyes were fixed on the messy ground, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Sister-in-law?" Shangguan Yi called tentatively as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Han Zhiyan was startled and looked up at the person, like a frightened rabbit, with a somewhat dazed look in her eyes. She covered herself with a sheet in panic.
Why is it Shangguan Yi?
Han Zhiyan sneered in her heart, did she still expect him to come back?
Even I feel that I am simply delusional!
Han Zhiyan sat on the ground blankly, her head lowered, not daring to meet Shangguan Yi's incredible eyes. She just raised her hand slightly to wipe away the tears on her face. She was at a loss and her face was pale and bloodless.
Shangguan Yi frowned and looked at Han Zhiyan's pale side face. Her innocence and helplessness were clearly revealed. The quilt was draped casually on her body. Her shoulders and even her entire arm were obviously covered with large, deep bruises, which was shocking.
Shangguan Yi's heart suddenly twitched. As a man, he understood what happened!
But he didn't understand why the eldest brother could be so cruel, strike so hard, and torture a weak and delicate woman so miserably.
Shangguan Yi's face was a little ugly. He walked slowly in front of her, squatted down on one foot, and tried to speak softly, fearing to scare her, "Zhiyan, don't be afraid, I will take you away!"
Han Zhiyan bit her lip, her tear-filled eyes seemed a little aggrieved, she looked at Shangguan Yi, forced a smile and said, "Yi, I'm fine...I..."
Shangguan Yi didn't know why, but when he saw her helpless look, he suddenly felt a sense of suffocation in his heart. He had nowhere to vent it and kept it tightly suppressed.
Then, he stretched out his hand and hung it in the air, but he did not dare to touch her scarred skin for fear that it would break if touched.
"Zhiyan, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Shangguan Yi said bitterly.
Han Zhiyan clutched the sheets tightly, lowered her head like a child, cried harder, and her tears fell more violently.
Shangguan Yi's gentleness made the grievances suppressed in her heart suddenly overflow, and she could not stop it for a long time.
Her whimpering suddenly filled the whole room and tugged at his heart.
After crying for a long time, Han Zhiyan slowly stopped hiccupping. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, endured the pain all over her body, clutched the sheets, and reluctantly supported the edge of the bed to stand up.
Upon seeing this, Shangguan Yi wanted to step forward to help her, but she avoided it without leaving a trace.
Shangguan Yi retracted his hand in embarrassment, remained silent for a moment, and said inclusively, "You go in and wash up first, and I'll buy you a set of clothes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he strode out of the room and thoughtfully closed the door for her.
Han Zhiyan looked at Shangguan Yi's leaving figure, endured the pain, struggled to stand up, and suddenly made a big move, but it caused a burst of heartbreaking pain.
Her pretty face suddenly turned purple again, she frowned, gritted her teeth, barely supported the wall, and walked slowly into the bathroom.
When I walked into the bathroom and faced the mirror, I was shocked by the bruises all over my body. My heart was trembling and my hands and feet were cold.